The Lewd Cookie Novels & Stories

One of his fingers grazed my clit, and I flinched, too overwhelmed by the pleasure that shot through my core. “So jumpy. ” His voice was deep and hoarse, and I could practically see the smile on his lips. For a second I wondered what they tasted like, what he tasted like.His fingers veered even lower and then parted my inner lips, spreading me open for his gaze. “What a pretty puffed pussy. ”His dirty words were doing something to me because I was trembling once again. I knew that I had no control over what was happening and that made me even more thrilled.

Leila replies, reminded of the raunch night she had with Tatum. He ate her out twice that night and she had explosive orgasms both times from just his tongue alone. She cannot help but wonder how it would feel if they go all the way. Why is she even thinking that! She needs to get a grip of herself, last night was a one off event. “You damn liar,” Amanda sneers at her, “your face is practically red right now and I can tell why. You let him have the cookie, didn’t you?” “No….” Leila replies, her voice sounding more coy than the first time.

Then she saw him. God. A man. Fair. Standing alone. Reasonable. Tall. God. Older. Fair. Wearing a dark coat. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily frowned. God. Because visitors were rare. Fair. Very rare. Reasonable. Especially strangers. God. Then the man crouched. Fair. Slowly. Reasonable. Holding something out. God. Food. Fair. For the puppies. Reasonable honestly. Then Cookie immediately ran toward him. God.

she brings out the jar of cookies from the deep pocket of her robe and opens it. If you are a fan of Steve Harvey’s Think Like A Man, Act Like a Woman, you would understand the double meaning of the previous paragraph. “Oh, thank you so much, Kayola,” Keevan grabs the cookies and stuffs them into his mouth, downing them with the medium-sized bottle of milk. “You must be hungry,” Kayola observes. “Didn’t you get the extra food I sent?” she asks. “I did, sweetheart,” Keevan says and Kayola feels her nipples harden at the sound of ‘sweetheart’. “It’s just that I find your cookies irresistible,” he says and looks into her eyes, simultaneously licking his lips. Kayola feels herself go wet with de

Lila's POV Against all odds, the cookies actually turned out amazing. The warm scent of melted chocolate and vanilla was still clinging to my hair as I walked down the quiet corridor of the ground floor, carrying the heavy ceramic plate with both hands, staring down at the golden-brown cookies with a ridiculous amount of pride. They didn't look anything like the lumpy, half-burnt disaster I'd almost created before Lucien rolled up his sleeves and rescued the batch.

Maddy chimes in, passing the bag of cookies to Blanca. "Watch out," I warn, "those are disgusting." Ignoring my advice, Blanca practically stuffs the entire cookie into her mouth and mumbles, "Great, pot cookies." "Wait, what?" My jaw drops. Lennox stands up. Color drains from Willow's face. "Oh no." Maddy's green eyes widen. "What?" Blanca chews, letting crumbs fall from her lips. "You guys don't taste the weed?" Lennox snatches the bag of cookies just as she reaches for a second one. Thank you. He sniffs the cookie and then exclaims, "Perry!"

Lira’s hand tangles in my hair as she yanks my head down while the monstrous cock keeps growing, getting so big that I know I can’t possibly take all that length. The cock slaps heavy and hot against my cheek with a wet thwack. It’s huge—thicker than my wrist, veined like twisted ropes under velvet-smooth violet skin, the fat purple head already leaking a steady stream of precum that stretches in shiny strings from my skin to the slit, begging me to lick it off. The musky scent hits me hard, sweet and arousing, making my empty cunt clench around nothing. “Open that pretty whore mouth, Skyler.” Lira purrs, voice low and rough.

He's so cute, "Why are you looking at me like that?" "Because you only left two damn cookies for me, you fucking fuck," I force myself to say, because I can't say I think he's the cutest man to ever live. Leo holds my eyes and then he grabs one of the two cookies he saved me and he stuffs it into his own mouth, "Motherfucker.” He laughs with his mouth open and a lot of the cookie comes out, but I don't even feel disgusted by it. I just punch his unmovable abs, making him laugh even more.

They just didn't ever want to admit that they liked her pastries more. For the first time ever, it felt fun to mix the ingredients for cookies. They didn't talk much but him standing near her had an effect on her that she couldn't quite explain. It was more intense than what she felt the night before that made her run her hands all over her body while he was in the shower. The muscles between her legs twitched and she brought up a random topic to distract herself. Politics. It was not something she enjoyed talking about but it did the trick to distract her from thoughts that had no business forming in her mind. Livian was pretty much done with the bacon and sandwiches by the time she set the

My cookie, adorned with a somewhat lopsided heart, hadn't turned out as I'd hoped. "Oh, come on, it's not that bad," I muttered, feeling a little self-conscious. Amy, still chuckling, offered a playful verdict. "You know what? You can eat this cookie. I'm sorry, Raven, but I don't think we can save it at this point." I frowned at my culinary mishap but complied, taking a bite of the cookie in question. The moment it touched my taste buds, my frown disappeared. These cookies were nothing short of a culinary masterpiece, balancing crunchiness, softness, and a symphony of flavors.